Scott figured attempting to ride her dress would be too risky. Better to stay on the bed and think things through. He watched Sarah continue to prepare herself from his vantage point on the bed. She put on her dress and Scott couldn’t help but stare as he watched her adjust the dress about her big boobs. There was so much shaking going on it was hard NOT to notice!
He could tell she was too absorbed in getting ready so he made no attempt to get her attention. Although she looked calm, he knew her mood swings very well. Sarah could go from nice to total bitch in no time. Better to let her have fun, enjoy herself and most importantly…calm down. The way she yelled when called him one last time told him plainly she was still in a bad mood. He watched her curvy ass swing as she walked out the door. He heard the sound of her heels clacking as she walked then heard the front door open, close and lock. Now he was all alone in Sarah’s flat.
Hours passed before she returned. Scott was happy to hear the front door open and the sound of the heels clacking their way towards the bedroom. His beautiful girlfriend appeared in the doorway.
“That was one hell of a fun party!” she said.
From the look of her, it appeared she was slightly intoxicated which did not please Scott. He needed her to be fully alert to notice him. She unzipped her dress and peeled it off, letting it drop to the floor. Wearing nothing but her bra and panties, she grabbed a Cosmo magazine off her end table and sat down on the bed.
She was at the other end of the bed from Scott but the shock waves were enough to knock him down. She pulled her up adjusted herself to a sitting up position. She then opened her magazine. Scott was standing down near her purple painted toenails. ‘This is a good enough time I guess.’
He walked over to her feet and touched her skin. Looking up he saw no reaction. He couldn’t see her face because that damned magazine was in the way! He began beating with his fists and clawing with his fingers but she didn’t look down. She did move her foot slightly. It hit Scott and knocked him down and moved back. He realized maybe it wasn’t such a good idea being so close to her foot. He thought about waiting until she laid her head down and trying to get close to her ear.
“Wow! That looks a lot like the dress I bought today” he heard her say from behind the magazine. “It’s even the same color red!”
She put the magazine down and glanced over at her purchases. She got up and walked over to where she had set the red dress on the chair and picked it up.
“This is such a cute dress. I bet I can wear it out to the club tomorrow. Yeah a dress like this would really rock there!”
She looked down at her feet. “UGH! Not with PURPLE toenails! You can’t wear a red dress with purple toenails! That’s just WRONG!”
Sarah walked over to her desk and pulled out ‘The Drawer.’ Scott knew the drawer very well. It was a drawer filled with nothing but bottles of nail polish of every color imaginable. He couldn’t believe that there were really that many shades of nail polish in the world!
Sarah picked up a bottle and held it next to the dress. “Crimson…no that doesn’t match. Scarlet…no that’s not a match. Rose…no not a match either. Electric Crimson! That’s a fun color but still no match. Ah, here’s a match…Rosso Corsa!”
Satisfied with herself that she had successfully found the right matching color, she placed all the other bottles back in The Drawer and closed it. She grabbed a bottle of nail polish remover, some paper towels, some cotton balls and the bottle of polish she had selected and sat back down on the bed.
Sarah toe off a piece of paper towel, laid it on the bed and set the bottle of polish there. She then doused another towel with the polish remover and began to carefully remove the purple polish from her toenails. Once all the purple paint was gone, she stuck a cotton ball between each toe, opened the bottle of polish and began applying the color.
Scott now saw his chance. If he could get near the bottle of nail polish, she would surely see him. He ran over, hoisted himself onto the paper towel and ran over to the bottle. Sarah was looking at her feet but she would look his way when she reached over for more polish.
Sarah had applied the last bit of polish to the last toe of the first foot she began painting. Scott now saw her bringing her arm over towards him to set the the nail polish brush down on the paper towel.
“SARAH!!! SARAH!!! DOWN HERE!” he began screaming while jumping up and down and flailing his arms.
However, Sarah didn’t look his way! She was setting the brush down but she kept looking at her handiwork and the red stained bristles of the brush were headed right for Scott!
“SARAH, WATCH OUT!!!” he cried but she didn’t hear him and set the brush down right on top of him! He was pinned down. The nail polish brush, weighing almost nothing, was too heavy for Scott to push off. To make matters worse he was now covered in red nail polish paint!
Sarah fanned the paint dry. “Oh, this looks GOOD!” she said. “Red is so SEXY too! Okay, now for the other foot.”
She reached over and picked up the polish brush…and Scott too! She had taken her time to let the first foot dry that the polish on the bush had dried a bit making him stick to it! When he felt himself rise, he knew what was going to happen and he didn’t like it.
“SARAH!!! NO!!!” he cried.
“Hmm…need more polish on this thing.”
She positioned the brush over the little hole on the top of the polish bottle totally unaware that her now shrunken boyfriend was stuck to the brush. She didn’t care. She had toenails to paint!
“SARAH!!! NOOOO!!! DON’T!!!” Scott screamed as she lowered the brush down.
It got darker then, a little wet as he was submerged in the paint. She dipped in and out a few times before taking it out and moving onto the nails on her other foot. Scott gasped for air, thankful he had survived. Sarah moved the brush to the nail of her big toe and began applying the polish.
“SARAH, PLEASE STOP!!!” he screamed as she painted her nail with her now ‘boyfriend brush.’
Scott broke away from the brush but the sticky polish held him to her toenail. He laid there stuck while his girlfriend painted on layer after layer of bright red nail polish all over his body. He was now completely covered when she finally pulled the brush away. He now looked at the smiling face of his hot girlfriend from his puny position of being stuck to her toenail. The first time he’d been in her bedroom with her in her underwear and it had to happen like this!
“That looks AMAZING!” she said as she finished up painting the rest of her nails.
She got up and walked over to her closet. Now Scott had to endure the movement of her foot and shock of each foot fall. No matter how much movement and vibration came from her walking, it wasn’t enough to break him free and he remained stuck to the nail.
Sarah began digging through her immense shoe collection until she found a pair that she thought would look perfect with her new red dress. She put them on then walked over to the mirror.
“These are sooo CUTE! These are definitely the shoes I’m wearing with that dress! Yay for ME!”
She removed the shoes and climbed into bed. “Better get to bed.”
Still stuck to her toenail, Scott was forced under the covers. He had nothing to do but endure the night in this humiliating position.
Sarah awoke to her alarm clock. She sat up, stretched and welcomed in the Saturday morning. She wondered what she should do. Should she take a shower first or go for a morning jog before hitting the shower.
What does she choose?
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